


Infect Me With Your Loving and Fill Me With Your Poison

by CookieCuddler



Category: EXO (Band)
Genre: ??? - Freeform, Alien AU, Blow Jobs, Comedy, Crack, Explicit Sexual Content, I don't want to spoil, M/M, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Romance, but at the same time not?, but then it really isn't, idk - Freeform, like it is - Freeform, supernatual - Freeform, this is kinda non con
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2016-08-06
Updated: 2016-08-06
Packaged: 2018-07-29 15:58:34
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Chapters: 1
Words: 4,449
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/7690738
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/CookieCuddler/pseuds/CookieCuddler
Summary: <blockquote class="userstuff">
              <p>Baekhyun has a night he can't forget with an alien named Chanyeol and an anal probe.</p>
            </blockquote>





	Infect Me With Your Loving and Fill Me With Your Poison

**Author's Note:**

> Yeah so, it's me again. I really need to update my other fic but I couldn't help myself but make this. 
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> UnBetaed

Baekhyun clears his throat for the umpteenth time in the 30 minutes he has been sitting in the university’s cafeteria. The pen in his hand taps against the open page of the textbook while he waits for his long term friend, Jongdae, to arrive. He reaches for his coffee and takes a sip of the bitter liquid in the hopes it’ll help soothe his sore throat. The dark fluid burns as it hits his palette and flows down his overused throat, the heat settles in his belly comfortably.

“Baekhyun! I’m sorry that I’m late, I was helping Yixing with his—whoa, you look like shit.” Jongdae moves to sit across from Baekhyun and places his backpack in the seat next to him.

“…I’m aware—”

“—And you sound like shit, what happened to you?”

Baekhyun sighs at the directness of his friend, which on any other day he would play along and throw back a retort, but today isn’t any other day. Today he has a story to tell. He pulls up the sleeves of his oversized sweatshirt and adjusts his round frame glasses. He reaches for another sip of his coffee when Jongdae grunts in frustration.

“Stop being dramatic and just tell me what it is! When I got your text this morning and I saw all of those exclamation marks, I’ve never jumped out of bed so fast. I probably would have beat you here if I didn’t run into Yixing on the way.”

“You’re so whiny,” Baekhyun sneers before taking another sip, grimacing, and setting the drink next to his textbook.

“And like you’re the epitome of what perfect conduct is. Are you sick or something?” A look of realization spreads across Jongdae’s face and he breaks out in a smile, “Or something—you got a hoe story.”

Baekhyun places his hands between his legs looks off towards something else, like the door for an escape.

“Ha! I’m right! Our Baekhyunnee has finally reentered the hoe life. It must be good considering you got your voice fucked out of you.” Jongdae pops the collar of his sweater at the prowess of his investigation skills.

“You have to promise not to freak out and don’t say anything until I’m done.”

Jongdae nods eagerly and places his hands interlocked on top of the table, “I don’t want to miss anything, you haven’t had a hoe story since last year after you broke up with Jonghyun when you—”

“—Stop judging Kris, I regret it, he regrets it, I got another tally off my hoe bucket list—stop side tracking me and let me tell you what happened, it hurts to speak.”

Jongdae nods again and Baekhyun sighs in relief.

Baekhyun takes another sip of his coffee and clears his throat, “Okay, so you know how Minseok told us about that meteor coming down to Earth or whatever?”

Jongdae nods warily.

“Yeah…so, I think he was wrong and itwasanalienandhecametomydormroomlastnightandwehadsex.”

Jongdae blinks and swerves his head in disbelief, “…What? Can you repeat that?”

“Analiencametomyroomlastnightandwefucked.” Baekhyun exhales and watches Jongdae expectedly.

“…I’m sorry, it’s already hard enough to understand you with your Hulk voice, can you please—”

Baekhyun stares at his friend across the table with wide eyes, through clenched teeth he seethes, “ _Jongdae—_ ”

“—Did you just say you _fucked_ an _alien_ last night? What are you smoking and can I have some? I want to have hallucinations where I probably get the best dicking in my life—”

“—It was the best dicking in my life, I’ve never cum harder,” Baekhyun adds quietly.

Jongdae throws his hands in the air in defeat, “It’s too early for this, if this wasn’t so absurd, I would say this beats Kyungsoo’s when he let someone bottom him.”

“I know. I didn’t believe it either when I first woke up. At first, I thought it was a dream but my ass is literally on fire and I can’t really talk and…there was stuff left."

Jongdae narrows his eyes, “What type of stuff? This isn’t the time to get all modest, you fucked _Kris_ in—”

“—His cum okay!” Baekhyun stands at this exclamation. He glances around the tables surrounding himself and Jongdae and the few students that are there shoot him dirty looks. He sits down slowly and stares down at his lap.

“Logically, it could’ve been anybody's. Maybe there’s this entity walking around campus with a stroke game crafted by the Gods.”

“It glows in the dark.”

Jongdae opens and closes his mouth a few times before giving up and staring at Baekhyun. The two sit in silence for a while, Baekhyun regretting his life choices and how he ended up having sex with an alien and Jongdae questioning the sanity of his long term friend.

“So…what did the alien look like?” Jongdae questions.

“Stunning, beautiful, I’m pretty sure I could see my first born child tomorrow and nothing could compare to his visuals.” Baekhyun’s eyes glaze over at the memory of it all and Jongdae looks on with disgust.

“His eyes were piercing and his voice was deep. I’ve never been so thoroughly fucked in my life,” Baekhyun continues.

Jongdae nods in understanding and crosses his arms, “I can’t believe you got anally probed.”

“If you don’t get the fuck—”

“—And you liked it, I’m kink shaming,” Jongdae smirks at his friend across the table as he gets redder by the second. Whether it’s from anger or arousal is still up in the air.

 

 

* * *

 

 

Baekhyun stumbles into his dorm room a month after the incident. He was the butt of every joke for past few weeks, but he knew what he saw and he’s for damn sure knows what he felt. He locks the door and slumps against it before staggering towards his twin bed and collapsing. He eats a mouth full of pillow on the descend so he turns his head to the side. From his drunken vision, the moon hangs high and full in the night sky.

“I-it’s just like the night w-when he came.” Baekhyun laughs at his own innuendo then stares at the window longingly before falling asleep.

 

 

* * *

 

 

_“Hey.”_

Baekhyun stirs slightly when he feels a poke to his cheek.

He moans and turns to the other side of the bed.

_“Hey, you said your name was Baekhyun last time, right?”_

Baekhyun turns over to his original position and opens his eyes. Vision still blurred due to a large amount of alcohol in his system, he blinks a few times until his sight stabilizes. He’s met with two icy blue orbs staring at him childishly. He jumps back and hits the back of his head against the wall.

“Fuck.” Baekhyun rubs the back of his head then holds his head in his hands when it throbs because of the sudden movement.

_“Baekhyun.”_

The creature’s deep voice sends chills down his spine. When he looks up however, he sees a man whose skin glows in the moonlight. His eyes are wide and his eyebrows disappear into his fringe. The silver locks frame his face charmingly and on each side of his head sit two long elfish ears. His lips are plump and pink as they are fixed in an ‘O’ formation.

_“Are you okay, did I scare you?”_

His voice is smooth and it flows around Baekhyun, pulling him into a trance.

“Are you the a-alien from last month?” Baekhyun’s eyes are half lidded. The longer he stares at the ethereal being in front of him, the hotter his body gets.

_“Chanyeol? Yes.”_

“Your name is Chanyeol? W-what do you want?” Baekhyun’s head lulls to the side as the heat in his body grows.

 _“You, if that’s okay.”_ Chanyeol looks around the small dorm room nervously.

“Of course, C-Chanyeol, you rocked my world—I-I’ve never seen stars like the ones you showed me.” Baekhyun grins and lays down flat on his bed.

 _“Um, neat!”_ Chanyeol smiles and climbs onto the bed, on top of Baekhyun.

Baekhyun opens his legs wide so Chanyeol can climb in between, “Y-you know, I don’t bottom for just _anyone_ , you’re real special, you know that? Out of this world.”

_“Can you help me take off your Earthling clothes?”_

“You take them off, _Daddy.”_

Chanyeol looks puzzled for a few moments before he closes his eyes for a few seconds and then opens them, _“I-I’m confident that I’m not your paternal genetic code provider, giver of the Y chromosome.”_

Baekhyun unbuttons his pants and slides them down alongside his boxers to mid-thigh. “Pull them the rest of the way off,” his voice comes out as a whisper.

Chanyeol grabs the waistband of Baekhyun’s black skinny jeans and moves them up and off his legs. Once they are off, Baekhyun sets his feet flat against the bed, arms up. Chanyeol shimmies himself down the bed until he’s level with the red leaking cock. He takes a hand and strokes it once, which pulls a moan out of the one above him, and engulfs the entire length. Baekhyun’s head hits the pillow and his hands grab the sheets.

“Fuck, you k-know how to deep throat too?”

Chanyeol hollows out his cheeks and bobs his head up and down on the length. Baekhyun’s thighs shake as he spreads them wider. A hand covers his mouth to mute the whimpers that spill while the other finds purchase in the silver strands of hair. His hips move involuntarily up inside Chanyeol hot, constricting mouth.

“Y-you don’t gag either…” Baekhyun mumbles behind his hand.

A large moan is pulled out of Baekhyun when Chanyeol increases his pace. His tongue licks the underside of shaft in time with his mouth, in the other direction. Where the shaft goes in, his tongue strokes down. Baekhyun gasps and removes his hand to mouth to rub his nipples underneath his shirt. The hand with a firm grasp of Chanyeol’s head tightens with every stroke.

“Ch-Ch-Chan-yeol!” Each descent brings another gasp out of Baekhyun’s lithe body. His back raises off the bed and his hips thrust harder into the hot awaiting mouth. He raises his knees to his chest for greater access. His gasps increase in frequency to point only squeaks leave his mouth.

Eyes screwed shut, Baekhyun wheezes, “I-I’m go-gonna c-cum!”

Chanyeol pulls his mouth off the shaft and tongues the silt on top of the head.

“Cha-ah-ah!” Baekhyun gasps, indicating his orgasm. Chanyeol covers the head of the shaft with his mouth to catch the cum spurting free. Baekhyun’s hands leave Chanyeol’s head and to grip the sheet next to him. With a breath, Baekhyun’s body falls flat onto the mattress and his eyes open slowly.

“That…had…to be one of the…best—I’ve ever had,” Baekhyun struggles between each deep intake of air.

Wordlessly, Chanyeol flips Baekhyun onto his stomach and raises his hips.

“There’s more?” His voice is weak and small.

Baekhyun receives the sound of fabric being moved about and something similar to a zipper as a response. A pair of lips touch Baekhyun’s entrance and fluid seeps from the now parted lips.

“Are you using my cum as lube? That’s so hot Chanyeol.”

Once Chanyeol’s mouth is empty, he cheerfully responds, _“Thank you.”_

“If you need more, there some here,” Baekhyun grabs the tube from under his pillow and weakly tosses it behind him.

_“Thank you, Baekhyun! This will make the slide even easier!”_

“Chanyeol, you’re so positive, so nice, so—ah!” Chanyeol shoves a finger inside of Baekhyun’s heat and interrupts Baekhyun’s post-orgasm babble. Chanyeol rubs the inside of Baekhyun’s walls experimentally before shoving in another. He thrusts the two in and out of Baekhyun’s heat.

_“You’re sucking me in so well!”_

Baekhyun squeaks in response.

However, when Chanyeol bends his fingers and presses directly onto the bumpy tissue, Baekhyun’s voice returns, albeit strained, “Shit!”

Chanyeol continues to bend his two fingers, thrust, and bend his fingers again. With each motion, choked “Ahs” are forced from Baekhyun’s worn throat. With a third finger, Baekhyun moves his hips against the fingers thrusting in and out of his body in the hopes they’ll reach even deeper. His eyes are shut and his mouth hangs open.

“Ch-Cha-put it—I want it!” Baekhyun’s voice whistles at his declaration.

Baekhyun reaches down under him and strokes his hardening cock back to full arousal when Chanyeol removes his fingers.

“Fuck me like you did last time, I don’t want to be able to walk or talk tomorrow. Every time I sit down, I want to be reminded at how good you fucked me. When I talk to people, I just want air leaving my vocal cords, that’s how hard I want to scream. Every time I see anything similar to your name, I want to get hard on the spot!”

_“Okay.”_

A sound of a cap and the squelch from the lube rings about the small room. Chanyeol lines himself against Baekhyun and begins to push in. Baekhyun mouth falls open at the intrusion. With each inch, heat spreads throughout his body, leaving him practically motionless.

“You feel me up so well,” Baekhyun gasps.

Chanyeol bottoms out and grabs Baekhyun’s hips. The pads of his fingers massage the wide hips underneath his fingertips as Baekhyun adjusts to his size. When Baekhyun lets out a choked noise, signaling that he’s ready, Chanyeol pulls out and thrusts back in. Baekhyun grabs his sheets to help keep him from sliding up the bed when the roll of Chanyeol’s hips increases in velocity where he’s practically pounding into him.

“Ch—Ch—Ch” falls from Baekhyun’s mouth in a whistled tone, becoming less audible with each mention of Chanyeol’s name.

When Chanyeol angles his hips up, Baekhyun’s mouth opens impossibly wider without a sound passing his lips. Chanyeol covers Baekhyun’s back and slows his thrusts and twists his hips in a circular motion, massaging Baekhyun’s prostate directly. Baekhyun’s eyes tear up and his eyebrows knock together from the intense pleasure. Which each roll and swirl, his grip on his sheets tighten to such a degree, it’s a miracle his nails haven’t pierced through. Chanyeol begins to hum which sends vibrations down his body, including his dick. Baekhyun attempts to push his hips against every pull and to swivel in the opposite direction of Chanyeol’s swirls.

_“You feel fantastic, Baekhyun!”_

After his words of encouragement, with no warning, Chanyeol pulls back and resumes a rigorous pace. With heavy breaths, Baekhyun cums untouched. His fingers tense and lax as each surge of pleasure courses through his body. A trail of drool spills past his parted lips with each thrust forward, inching him further up the bed. Within a moment, everything stops when a rush of warmth shoots inside him. The grip on his hips cease and they fall flat against the bed.

_“Thank you for that, Baekhyun. I had a lot of fun. I cannot wait to do it again!”_

Chanyeol climbs off the bed and grabs Baekhyun’s head in his hands. He gives him a peck on the lips before diving deeper into his mouth. Chanyeol’s tongue swirls around Baekhyun’s before he breaks the kiss and licks his cheek.

_“I heard humans touch lips and or tongues when they meet, miss, or like somebody. I like you a lot, Baekhyun.”_

Baekhyun nods dumbly before slipping into a deep sleep.

 

 

* * *

 

 

“Baekhyun! I’m sorry I’m late, I ran into Junmyeon this time and—fuck.” Jongdae stops in his tracks in front of the table Baekhyun is currently sitting at, looking more worn than before. He has on a baggy sweatshirt, pair sweatpants, a mop of uncombed hair and thick geek frames around his eyes.

“I swear to god if it’s the same—”

“—it is.” Baekhyun’s voice comes out as a whisper.

Jongdae stares at the ceiling for a few moments before taking a seat across his friend. He stares at Baekhyun while the man in question takes a sip of his coffee nonchalantly.

“I’m going to need for you to paint me a picture of this, I didn’t believe it the first time and I definitely don’t believe it now.”

“We can head back to my room and I can turn the lights off and show you my dirty sheets if that helps you any,” Baekhyun struggles out.

“Baekhyun, why did he come back?”

“I don’t know, maybe because he loves me, it’s not my fault your flings don’t call you back,” Baekhyun retorts and then takes another sip of his coffee for an added dramatic effect.

“Why are such a bitch lately, you weren’t this prissy last time,” Jongdae jeers. His eyes go wide as an idea pops in his head, he jumps up and whispers, “Maybe he knocked you up with his alien babies, that’s why he came back and you’re all temperamental because your hormones are changing!”

“It’s because you keep asking questions like I have all the answers,” Baekhyun scoffs and reaches for his phone to text Kyungsoo.

Jongdae sits back down in his seat, “I asked one question and I would hope you’ll have some answers considering you let him fuck you twice. I know you’re coming to take your hoe crown back after Kris but I thought you’ll have some more morals than letting some otherworldly being stick his dick—”

“—He gave me the best head I had in my life too, he deep throated me all in one go,” Baekhyun adds while his fingers tap the screen of his cellphone rapidly.

“He put his mouth on you and you’re not the least bit concerned?” Jongdae stares at his friend in disbelief.

Baekhyun shrugs his shoulders and puts his phone down, “Kyungsoo is coming, maybe he’ll be a more supportive friend than you are. I texted you in my hung over haze in confidence that you would be more understanding to my situation.”

“That’s what happens when you go drinking with Sehun and Jongin. Baekhyun, you need to take this seriously, what if he comes back again? I’m shocked you haven’t ruptured your vocal cords or worse.”

“He did say he couldn’t wait to do it again, so he’s probably going to come back…” Baekhyun trails off as he sees his other friend enter the cafeteria, he waves his arm weakly.

“Baek, wait, what—” Jongdae is cut off by Kyungsoo’s appearance. He walks to the table and sits down next to Jongdae and looks at Baekhyun expectedly.

Baekhyun’s voice comes off soft and strained, “…It happened again.”

Immediately, Kyungsoo stands to leave the table before Jongdae grabs his arm to pull him back in the seat. The trio remain quiet for a while, Baekhyun continues to sip his coffee, Jongdae stares at his friend in concern, and Kyungsoo stares ahead blankly.

“So,” Kyungsoo starts, “he came twice,” Jongdae laughs at the innuendo and Kyungsoo pauses to glare at him until he stops, “and he visits once a month. What’s the similarity between yesterday and last time?”

Baekhyun shrugs his shoulders looks over at Jongdae. Jongdae, in turn, looks over at Kyungsoo. The latter sighs in frustration.

“Baekhyun, do you remember anything from these encounters?” Kyungsoo presses on and Jongdae nods in agreement.

“Uh, I remember his skin glowing in the moonlight.”

“There was a full moon yesterday, what day did he come last month?” Jongdae leans forward as Baekhyun looks up in thought.

“I think the 18th?”

Jongdae turns towards Kyungsoo, “Was the 18th a full moon last month?”

“Why are you asking me, I’m not an expert on lunar cycles. I was busy around that time last month.” Kyungsoo comments before pulling out his phone to look it up.

“What were you doing last month?” Baekhyun questions with an eyebrow raise.

“Why did you fuck an alien twice without knowing his name?” Kyungsoo retorts when the web page comes up.

“His name is Chanyeol and I don’t appreciate you guys talking bad about him!”

“Chanyeol? That’s so…normal.” Jongdae observes.

“It was a full moon.” Kyungsoo declares and slides his phone across the table for Baekhyun to see.

“So, he should come during the next full moon, which is next month. I say we wait for him and jump him to see what his true intentions are.” Jongdae glances over at Baekhyun and Kyungsoo as they nod in understanding.

“He probably wants to marry me,” Baekhyun states jokingly.

“He’ll have to if he impregnated you with his alien eggs.”

This time when Kyungsoo gets up to leave, no one stops him.

 

 

* * *

 

 

Jongdae peeks through the small opening between Baekhyun’s closet doors on the day of the next full moon.

“Kyungsoo, what time is it?”

Said male sighs behind him, “The same time when you asked 30 seconds ago, 1:19.”

“Baekhyun said this Chanyeol guy came around 1am right?”

“…Yes.”

“It’s almost 1:30, he’s so late, why is he so late?”

Kyungsoo remains quiet as he plays on his phone to pass the time.

Through the small opening, Jongdae can see a light accumulate in the middle of the room, in front of Baekhyun’s bed, who said owner of the bed seems blissfully unaware of the supernatural conundrum in the middle of his room by messing around on his phone. As seconds tick by, the light forms into a solid mass, and then into a humanoid shaped figure.

“Fuck fuck fuck!” Jongdae whispers harshly as the alien that visited Baekhyun twice in the past two months is very much real.

“What? Is he here?” Kyungsoo questions and peeks through the hole below Jongdae.

Just as Baekhyun said, Chanyeol glows in the moonlight and is definitely a sight to see. His silver hair reflects off the light borrowed by the moon and shrouds him in an aura.

_“Hey.”_

“Chanyeol, you came back! What do you want this time?” Baekhyun sits on the bed with his legs crossed and his phone in his hands.

_“I would like to, ‘fuck you,’ like the Earthling adolescents say.”_

Baekhyun nods, “Okay,” and starts pulling off his shirt.

“He’s more of a hoe than I thought! He just jumps into bed with him that easily!” Jongdae whispers as the sight in front of him begins to unfold.

As soon as Chanyeol climbs on top of Baekhyun however, Kyungsoo pushes the closet door open, causing Jongdae and himself to tumble out. At the sight of the new occupants in the room, Chanyeol stops glowing and looks over at the open closet.

_“Who are you? What are your names?”_

“See! I told you guys he’s real!” Baekhyun sits up and covers himself with his shirt.

“I don’t think Baekhyun is being a hoe like you think, I wouldn’t be shocked if he used some type mind control on him. Before I interrupted, his movements where almost robotic.” Kyungsoo whispers this to Jongdae as Baekhyun continues to rant on and on about how he was right all along.

Jongdae stands and points an accusing finger towards the over worldly being, “Chanyeol is it?”

Chanyeol nods childishly and smiles, _“Yes, Chanyeol is my name!”_

Taken aback at Chanyeol’s politeness for a moment, Jongdae continues, “What do you want with my friend? If you’re planning on using him as a vessel for your alien offspring, I-I’ll kick your ass!”

Kyungsoo rolls his eyes behind him, “Oh my fucking god.”

_“Baekhyun and I can make children but that is not what I wish to do.”_

Baekhyun inserts himself back into the conversation and asks, “Then what are you trying to do?”

Chanyeol climbs off the bed and turns with his back facing the window so everyone in the room can see him, _“It is what I said last time. I like you. The first time, I had a mission to collect data from an Earthling and I stumbled upon you. I enjoyed myself so much I came back and here I am again.”_ He finishes with a smile and looks around the room at the other occupants.

Kyungsoo stands and moves beside Jongdae, “Chanyeol, why did you stop glowing?”

Both Baekhyun and Jongdae swivel back towards the being in question and despite him standing in front of the moon like before, he’s not surrounded by an aura.

_“It’s a technique my kind uses to ensure that the anal probing is a success. With the subject aroused, they are more likely to accept the probe, which can be paralleled to an Earthling’s penis, except ours can eject and receive. During the receiving process, I accidentally ejected because it felt similar to what Earthlings describe as, pleasure. This has not happened before in my previous anal probing experiences, so Baekhyun is special to me.”_

At the mention of ‘anal probe,’ Jongdae laughs uncontrollably and falls down in Baekhyun’s desk chair.

Between gasps for air, “Baekhyun, I fucking told you! I’m kink shaming!” Jongdae scrutinizes his friend’s stupidity.

Kyungsoo stares at Jongdae for a bit before switching his attention back to Chanyeol, “Maybe instead of controlling Baekhyun so he’ll sleep with you, why don’t you try getting to know him or courting him?”

_“I would be willing to try if Baekhyun agrees.”_

Baekhyun smiles up Chanyeol and nods, “I accept, Chanyeol, but you can’t fuck me like you did the past two times, all the time. I’m still a college student and I have exams coming up.”

Chanyeol nods in agreement.

“So,” Baekhyun starts off, “Why do you come during the full moon? If we’re going to be together, it’ll be hard to see you only once a month.”

_“The technique works the best when the moon is full, I am able to come and go as much as I please as long as I collect data once a month and I have you so it is okay.”_

Baekhyun smiles at Chanyeol’s answer and spreads his arms wide, “Hug me, Chanyeol!”

 _“Okay.”_ Chanyeol crosses the room to Baekhyun’s bed and wraps his arms around Baekhyun.

Kyungsoo sighs at the scene in front of him, “At least this has been squared away.”

From his position in Baekhyun’s desk chair, Jongdae smirks, “You know this beats your hoe story when you let Jongin of all people top you at Minseok’s birthday party.”

Kyungsoo chucks his phone at Jongdae’s face.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I don’t know how to write endings!!! This is cracky, REALLY cracky. I listened to Katy Perry’s “E.T” for the first time in months and this happened. ~~I wrote this all in one sitting how am I alive.~~ I was supposed to work on my other fic, Apartment 408, but when I mapped out the storyline, Chanbaek’s plot is very…yeah, so I was in need of happy and I guess this was happy. This really could be something if I took it seriously but ¯\\_(ツ)_/¯

 

See you!


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